My Gentle Wife is a Real Divine Being

Since the last time she saw Debra in that glamorous dress, Shelia had realized the gap between them.

Juan always treated her like a little girl, seldom seeing her as a woman.

She had to seize this chance to confess her love to Juan.

The door opened, and Shelia’s heart raced.

She turned around, saw Juan enter, and threw herself into his arms.

“Shelia?”

“I thought you wouldn’t come.”

Shelia’s voice was low, tinged with sadness.

Juan pulled away, saying, “It’s your birthday, and I promised you to come.”

Shelia blushed.

But Juan frowned at Shelia’s outfit and the room’s decor.

“Juan, L…”

Juan interrupted her. “This outfit doesn’t suit you.”

Shelia was stunned.

Juan turned on the lamp next to him.

“Do you still like the birthday gift I picked for you today?”

“Very.”

Shelia hadn’t fully recovered from what Juan had just said.

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Shelia froze.

“I still have some work to do tonight. You should rest early,” Juan said.

“Juan!”

Seeing Juan about to leave, Shella hugged him from behind and choked with sobs. “Did I do anything wrong? Why are you leaving?”

Juan pulled away her hands, but he couldn’t bring himself to say anything harsh. “I hope you’ll focus more on your studies and not be influenced by your surroundings.”

Shelia’s heart skipped a beat. By the time she came to her senses, Juan had already left.

Joe, who was parking the car, was surprised to see Juan come out so soon. He asked, “Sir, aren’t you

celebrating Miss Miles’s birthday?”

“Drive, back home.”

Juan’s expression was cold, and Joe, who had been by his side for so long, knew he was in a bad mood.

Juan remained silent throughout the journey.

He treated Shelia differently before because of her innocence and kindness.

Having been in high society for so long, he understood the methods of those women.

But he never expected that the student he had sponsored would become like this.

“Have I been too good to Shelia?” Juan suddenly said.

“You’re indeed very kind to Miss Miles.”

“What about Debra?”

“You care about Mrs. Nichols,” Joe replied awkwardly.

Juan recalled what Rosalie said at the Frazier family banquet.

It seemed like everyone in Seamar City knew he didn’t like Debra.

Only he was unaware of the rumors outside.

“Starting tomorrow, you don’t need to pick up:

anymore.”